Footsteps I Hear

The old clock in the tower chimes as eerie sound
I try to hasten my walk across the bridge as it seems a fog bank has moved in
I walk faster as behind me I think I hear a sound
It sounds like distorted footsteps as they are distorted by the blowing wind.

The fog makes the street light illuminate an eerie haze
Making the feeling of fear and being afraid intensify
Now I'm at the park, that is good. because the paths here seem like an unending maze
Perhaps this will give me a chance for you, I can defy.

As I walk in the grass, it is moist from the dew
As I head for a path, I hope you won't be able to detect me
I know you are following me for this I need no review
As I walk I try to be as quiet as can be.

Then I see a shadowy figure under the street light
The street light I just passed, the one directly behind me
At this point I had no idea soon for my very life I would have to fight
You catch up to me but I have no where left to flee.

As you are right beside me, I look up into your blood shot eyes
I feel your hot breath on my face
I feel the sharp pain in my chest as I die
Now I will go to a different time, a different place.